A Night's Stand

“Are you going to open it or I should?” A curious Linda asked Hope Hargrave as she was about to open a letter that they had just taken out of their mailbox. “I don’t know, I'm kinda nervous,” Hope replied. “Girl.., you better open up that paper right now!” Linda shouted. Hope finally mustered the courage to open the paper to check its content. “Oh my gosh, I got the job!” Hope screamed. Now Hope had just graduated from college about a month ago and she had applied to work in one of the biggest fashion companies in Manhattan named ‘Express.’. She had applied to work for them immediately after her graduation and she finally got the job. “This is big news, Ollie,” Linda said while hugging Hope. Linda has always been there for Hope. They’ve been best friends since high school and roommates too. Each win any one of them had was for the both of them too, so Linda was just as happy. “We should go out tonight Ollie.” “I don’t think I have that strength to go anywhere tonight. Besides, the letter says I’m to resume first thing tomorrow,” Hope said, trying to create an excuse to bail out of Linda’s plan. “C’mon, don’t be a sourpuss. We’ll come back home tonight,” Linda said, trying to convince Hope. “You’re sure we’ll be back tonight?” “Yes, Hope! how many times do I have to say this?” “Fine, I’ll go,” Hope said reluctantly, giving in to Linda’s plan. “Yellings, here we come!” Linda chanted. Yellings was a club in downtown Manhattan that the girls went to occasionally. “Hope!! I hope you’re ready. the ride is fifteen minutes away,” Linda said while putting on her earring. “My dress doesn't fit,” Hope said while struggling to put on her dress. “Oh let me help with that,” Linda said, dropping her earrings to help Hope out. It wasn’t up to a minute since Linda started helping Hope when both girls heard a ripping sound. “Mel, what was that?” “Your dress! Ollie, it just got torn,” “I told you going out tonight was a bad idea,” Hope said while taking the dress off. “Hold on, I’m coming,” Linda said while going back to their room. Linda was back shortly with another dress, but this time the dress belonged to Linda. “Why are you giving me your dress? You know I’m bigger than you Mel,” “Can you just put the damn dress on, our ride is almost here!” Linda said in a frustrated voice. Hope began to wear Linda’s black leather dress hastily. The dress was perfect on Hope, just as if it was hers. Hope looked so stunning, it was her night so she deserved to be as stunning as possible. The ride got to their home and both girls locked the doors and entered the car excited to have the time of their lives. Yellings wasn’t as full as it usually would be on a Friday night since it was a Sunday but to the girls the fewer people, the better. “One shot of whiskey for me please,” Linda said to the barman. “Mel, isn’t it too early to get drunk?” “You’re the one that wants us to go back home tonight, so we might as well get to it,” Linda said while downing the entire shot of the whiskey that the waiter had just passed to her. Hope was still trying to adjust herself to the environment when her eyes caught someone. “Who’s that snack?” She asked Linda. “Oh, that guy? He's not my type,” Linda said to Hope. “I wasn’t asking you if he’s your type or not tipsy ass,” Hope replied. Linda was fond of that, she always wanted to prove that she had the best type of man. That was her only flaw, aside that she’s a sweetheart. “You know what? I dare you to walk up to your mystery man and collect his number,” Linda said to Hope. “You’ve got to be kidding me, Mel,” “You heard me right girl.., else you're down five shots,” Linda said to Hope trying to make use of the five shots to scare her because Hope didn’t like whiskey or other forms of harsh alcohol. “Fine, you win! I’ll get you for this, I swear.” Hope said and stood up from her seat. Hope walked towards this mystery man and sat beside him. “Hi there, I’m Hope,” She said while stretching out her hand for a handshake. “I’m Harry. Nice to meet you, Hope,” As they both began to talk after introducing themselves to each other, Harry offered Hope a drink but she rejected it. “C’mon Hope, what do you mean by you don’t drink?” “ I’m sure you’ve not had a good one yet, you’ll love it!” Harry exclaimed. It was then that he told the bartender to bring one of his finest wines for them. The bartender brought a French white wine called ‘Exquise’. The wine was so tasty that Hope kept on downing lots of glasses, and so was Harry. It didn’t take too long for both of them to get drunk from all the wine they had drank. “Wanna dance?” Harry asked Hope “Sure thing.” The DJ started to play slow music when they got up. The music started to flow with the rhythm of their dance. Hope began to whine her waist while Harry held on to it. He began to kiss her neck so softly that all Hope could think about was getting railed by him. “I love how you touch me,” she whispered into his ears. He smiled at her and in no time his fingers were in her dress. “You’re so wet, do you want me that bad?” he asked, trying to tease her. “Yes Daddy,” she replied to him almost immediately. He removed his fingers from down there and put them into her mouth for her to suck off her juice from it. “Come with me,” he whispered into her ear. Hope didn’t even leave room for thought when she went along with Harry. Harry took Hope to a five-star hotel in Manhattan and immediately they got to the room and locked the door, they began to kiss passionately. He lifted her up from her buttocks and made sure he grabbed and caressed every flesh she had there. Harry dropped her on the bed and began to take off his clothes. After he was done, he unzipped Hope’s dress and began to kiss her neck down to her breast down to her fanny. He began to suck and lick her down there like no one had ever done before. He came back up to kiss her. “Are you sure you want this?” he asked her “I want you so bad,” Hope moaned softly.